Pat Garret: Newton, life is like a penis. When it's hard you get screwed. When it's soft you can't beat it.
Toby Walker: Well dog my cats.
Cyrus McNutt: They're killing me by inches, Dudley.
Dudley Whinner: You'll outlive us all. You got a lot of inches.
Geronimo: You did not kill. We will not kill this time. But not again.
Mary Fields: Allow me the latitude of completion.
John Morgan: It just occurred to me... I've traveled halfway around the world, at great expense, simply to kill a different kind of bird.
Deputy Sheriff Will Motely: Lee, you and I grew up in our own times - Ed's got to learn to grow up in his, and times have changed.
Station-keeper: See'd your dust all day. What you drivin'? Buffalo?
Col. John Henry Thomas: Stage arrived yet?
Station-keeper: It's overdue. I ain't askin' cause I don't care, but if your name's Thomas there's a couple of poppinjays waitin' inside ta see ya. They been here for two days now. I give 'em water the first day and they've took'n root.
Col. John Henry Thomas: Government agents?
Station-keeper: I ain't asked. They ain't said.
William Travis: Take that ball to Captain Dickinson. We can reuse it.
Sgt. William Ward: You'll be picking that up yourself.
Rufus Clements: You know, Emmett and me's real sore about what you did to Frank. He was our brother, you know and brothers don't grow on no god damn trees so I'll tell ya what we're gonna do now. You and me and Emmett gonna have a little party for old time's sake. And then we're gonna separate your head from the rest of ya.
Peter Gordon: Did Bronco Henry teach you to ride, Phil?
Phil Burbank: Yep. He taught me to use my eyes in ways that other people can't. Take that hill over there. Most people look at it and just see a hill. Where Bronco looked at it, what do you suppose he saw?
Peter Gordon: A barking dog.
Phil Burbank: The hell, you just saw that now?
Peter Gordon: No. When I first came here. See, it looks like a dog with its jaw wide open.
Phil Burbank: You... you just saw that?
Peter Gordon: Yeah.
Rocklin: Touch that gun, and I'll kill you.
Wyatt Earp: We'd like you to come to the wedding, Doc, - if it doesn't interfere with your poker.
Dr. John 'Doc' Holliday: I'm not good at weddings - only funerals. Deal me out.
Harry Kane: What'll you do if he does strike it rich?
Cynthy Waters: I don't know.
Harry Kane: I don't remember if it was Shakespeare or Aristotle, but one of them once said, "No one loves the man who he fears."
Peter 'Junior' Potter Jr.: Where I hail from, we don't cotton to folks what cotton to other folks gals that don't cotton to folks that cotton to them. That's cotton talk, see?
Roy Barton: I apologize, mister.
Peter 'Junior' Potter Jr.: Oh, you do? Well then beat the whole kit 'n' caboodle of you. That's caboodle talk.
Oscar 'Grizzly' Winters: Don't ever sneak into a camp like that, neighbor! Not up here in the Gold Country where a feller usually shoots first and buries his mistakes.
Frank O'Brien: What the hell are they shooting?
Deputy U.S. Marshal Nathan Pearce: When you tell an Indian things will be a certain way and then they're not, he's inclined to think maybe you crossed him.
Saddest Flute: Is this the new life you have found? Funny, look much like the old one.
Mrs. Carrie Lane: They told me why you're taking the boy to Santa Cruz.
Ben Brigade: Did they?
Mrs. Carrie Lane: They'll hang him, won't they?
Ben Brigade: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Carrie Lane: He's so young.
Ben Brigade: He killed a man.
Mrs. Carrie Lane: It doesn't bother you, bringing him in, I mean.
Ben Brigade: No, ma'am.
Mrs. Carrie Lane: You just don't seem the kind that would hunt a man for money.
Ben Brigade: I am.
Sergeant O'Neil: Do you like it out here, Ned? Living amongst the dirt and disappointment?